>>40167208Bae, Bae, Bae, oh man, there's a lot to be said about Bae.
To start with, let's get this out of the way. Everyone says "mating press the rrat." I disagree with that. I get the fetish, but Bae isn't best for that. Bae's spunky. She's decently strong for the kind of person she is. Dancer's body, but short, and quick to tease but weak to keeping it up under pressure. Emotional, and somewhat weak to embarrassment. This isn't ideal for mating press.
This is someone who you would want to have intense sex with, of course, but in a different way. For one, foreplay would be a must. Tease the spunkiness in her. Drag it out, take a long time. Go slowly over every inch of her body. She'll know what you're doing after enough times together, she'll tease you, tell you that you're putting on a show, but keep that show up. Eventually, the switch will flip. Focus on her pleasure, she'll go from spunky to quivering and murmuring eventually. Contrary to what you may think, she wouldn't be loud; that's too embarrassing, she's feeling pleasure, but doesn't want to give up the control, not yet. So keep teasing. Keep kissing her, asking her how she feels, compliment her body as you work your way through every weak zone she has. Wait for her to melt enough to ask you for it. That's when you give it to her, that's when you start giving her the pleasure you both desire. And it will be good, she'll love it, just like she loves you, and soon enough, she'll come.
This is when you change the game on her. Take control; this is when the real position that's ideal for Bae comes into play. Lift that girl up. If you can, turn her around, lean her back against your chest, hold her up with your legs wrapped around her thighs. Sweet-talk her, but give yourself to her, in full. Lean her back, turn her head and kiss her while you have her spread out against you, nothing to hide, no way to keep that control. Push her to the brink of ecstasy, and keep pushing past that. Gently prod her into telling you how she feels, what she wants, where she wants it, how perfect she is to you, until she can't bear but to spill herself to you, and the pure pleasure takes over.
And when it's all said and done, and you're both recovering in bed together, pamper her. Excessively, even, hug her, praise her, tell her how much you love her. Overwhelm her with lovey-dovey talk and hugs, not sex, just cuddling, as you both come down from that high-octane experience. She may call you an idiot; that's more than fair. But you're both idiots in love.
